In the mid-1990s, my father, a gentle and kind man who loved being around people, began avoiding social contact, embarrassed by his inability to remember words and faces. He had been a brilliant physician until Alzheimer’s disease started eroding his brain. By the time my sister, mother, and I convinced him to get checked out, he couldn’t draw a clock w…
The Reason There’s Been No Cure for Alzheimer’s
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Medicine had nothing to offer my father and millions of other Americans. I set out to find out why.
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